The next day was Army Day in the Motherland.
After a few hours of rest, as noon approached.
Zhou Quan summoned his trusted officers to his office.
"Let's hear everyone's reports."
With everyone seated together, Zhou Quan opened the brief meeting.
"Boss, I led a raid on that village house in Yuen Long before dawn."
Chow Sing Sing shrugged and spoke first. "Just as you expected, they'd cleared out. We found nothing."
After the female assassin confessed last night, Chow Sing Sing had immediately led two Flying Tigers teams over.
The result was obvious: Madam M had already abandoned that hideout.
Knowing Zhou Quan had captured someone alive, she could not possibly stay there and wait to die.
"Boss, we found that bulletproof Land Rover near Tai Om Shan. Someone had set it on fire from the inside. There were no useful leads to be found."
Following Chow Sing Sing, He Wenzhan reported what he currently knew, his expression grim.
"The Traffic Police traced the plate and found that the vehicle was using cloned plates."
"Our men are now tracing every Land Rover in Hong Kong Island."
Land Rovers, known by a different Chinese name back home, were not common in Hong Kong Island.
Most Land Rovers were in service with the Hong Kong Government's Disciplined Services or the foreign garrison.
That was especially true of the bulletproof version. It might not have been extraordinarily rare, but there were only a handful in all of Hong Kong Island.
Finding leads through that bulletproof Land Rover might seem very simple, but it was anything but easy.
If the vehicle really was connected to the foreign garrison, Zhou Quan had no authority to investigate it.
As a member of the younger generation being specially groomed by the Motherland, Zhou Quan might not